And it’s one two three, what are we writing for?
Y’know, summer doesn’t go by any slower just because you don’t have to go back to school in September. I feel like it was just June last week, and then I blinked, and here I am. The moral? Never blink.
Which is not to say I haven’t enjoyed my summer. I have, quite a bit. I’ve eaten some fine food, both at restaurants and cooked right at home. I’ve acquired and played many, many board games, although none so often as the much-vaunted Agricola, which amazingly managed to live up to my high expectations in every way. I’ve even been getting a little culture. I went to see Waiting for Godot (which I’d never seen on stage), and saw a local production of Romeo & Juliet.
Actually, Friday’s column was about the play, which I enjoyed a lot more than I expected to. (The play, not the column.) And I got to interview Country Joe McDonald for a piece about his Woody Guthrie Tribute concert, which I’ll post here as soon as it’s published. (The piece, not the concert.)
A lot of people seem to be getting married and having babies. Better them than me, I suppose. (The people, not the babies.)